haha Miss Parker you look like you iz about to explode on your dadda...I knowz pink can be kinda cool.. but baby pink?? what does he thinks babies live in your house... sheeshhh, THEN trying to pain you that colour.. I got nothing... :p

One time I runned through Momma's cake with pink icing to get to Boo, and I had pink icing all over my butt and feet and Momma just grabbed me and held me up and said what am I gonna do wif yoo? And I thought how bout puttin me down and she said NOPE and then she did the most horrible thing. She put my butt in some WATER....oh pink is not good on a black kitty.

Parker, it looks like your Dad is a very good painter, my Mum tends to be a little messy.

When I was a kitten I helped my Grandpa paint our living room. I even stepped in the paint tray and ran ahead of my Grandpa leaving wonderful painted paw prints on the carpet. The paw prints stayed until my Mum got rid of the carpet and put hardwood floors down, they were very stylish.

Well here she is, the pink Parker,The rinky-dink Parker,Isn't she a Parker ever so pink?She really is a groovy cat,And what a Lady, a scholar, what an acrobat !She's in the pink - the pink ParkerThe rinky-dink Parker,And it's as plain as your nose,That she's the one and only, truly original,Parker-pink (Parker) from her head to her toes !

My Daddy painted with bright white. All the better to show off my handsome orange furs. Why did Daddy want to keep me away from the paint then?! My Daddy really is a good Daddy, but sometimes he's not such a good Daddy. I do not like hearing Sunny NO when I want to contribute to the project Daddy is working on.

One time when Daddy was painting our house blue he had some paint left over so he put tin foil over the tray so he could use it the next day. Whiskers got the tin foil off and sat in the blue paint. He painted the garage and some of the stuff in it BLUE, the beans were not amused. He got a bath and a trip to the vet for his efforts.

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I was a perfectly wonderful little housekitty that liked to share my daily adventures. I lived with a wonderful family that includes three kitty-sibs and a dog (he's not so bad for a canine). I loved HAM!!!, my Daddy, sunspots, naps, fake furry mice, catnip, snuggles, my enclosed deck and you! In the fall of 2011 I was diagnosed with Cancer. Cancer sux! I left my perfectly wonderful life to become a Bridge Angel on May 24th, 2012. I am missed by my 'rents very much, but with my blog living on, so will my memory.